Quotes About Temptation

He'd mesmerized her, held her soul captive. And she couldn't move. "Unless you want more than a dream," he said. She did. "Will you stay?" he whispered. "Or will you go?" She stayed. Heaven help her, she stayed. And Michael showed her just how romantic a library could be.

His hand was on her arm, and he could feel her skin, feel the soft warmth of it, and then when he looked down, her face was tilted toward his, and her eyes, deep and blue but so completely unmysterious, were gazing up at him, and in truth there was no way—simply no way—he could do anything in that moment but kiss her. Anything else would have been a tragedy.

There was nothing she valued more than a cool and clear head, and Michael had managed to steal that from her with a single kiss. And then he'd done more. So much more. She was never going to be the same. She was never going to be /sane/. 'You look distressed,' he said. She wanted to strangle him. He cocked his head and smiled. She wanted to kiss him. He held up the teapot. 'More?' God, yes, and that was the problem.

Many a woman has been ruined by a single kiss.

There were rules among friends, commandments, really, and the most important one was Thou Shalt Not Lust After Thy Friend's Sister.

Ella pareció indecisa, de modo que le tironeó la mano, acercándola más, no más de una pulgada, pero en cierto modo tuvo la impresión de que ella estaba a sólo la distancia de un beso.

He tried not to notice that her hair was loose. He tried not to see that she was wearing her nightclothes. They were demure, yes, but still meant to be removed, and his gaze kept dipping to the silken hem, which brushed the top of her foot, allowing him a tantalizing peek at her toes. Good God, he was staring at her toes. Her /toes/. What had his life come to?

She should have been relieved that she did not do something she was sure to regret. But she wasn't. She wanted her regrets. She wanted them desperately. She wanted to do something she knew she should not, and she wanted to lie in bed at night letting the memory keep her warm.

Lucy could feel herself slipping, sliding into need, falling into a hazy place of love and desire where right was not quite identifiable from wrong.

Everything was better with bacon. Life was better with bacon. "Elizabeth

And her lips, he realized now that she wasn't hurling insults at him, were utter perfection, full and pink, and touched with just the right sort of curve. They seemed to tell a man that she knew things, that she knew how to laugh, and if he only laid down his soul for her, she would light up his world with a single smile. Sarah Pleinsworth. Good God, had he lost his mind?

His hand skimmed softly over her stomach, then he said, "I think I'm a little overdressed, don't you?" Kate's eyes widened as he left the bed and stripped off the rest of his clothing. His body was perfection, his chest finely muscled, his arms and legs powerful, and his— "Oh, my God," she gasped. He grinned. "I'll take that as a compliment." -Anthony & Kate

Many a woman has been ruined by a single kiss. LADY WHISTLEDOWN'S SOCIETY PAPERS

When Anthony kissed her, she felt as if she were losing her mind. And when he kissed her twice, she wasn't even sure if she wanted it back! -Kate's thoughts

Yes, that's exactly what he would do. Avoid her. How difficult could that be?

It was bad enough that he'd kissed her. He didn't need to want to do it again.

And what the hell was he going to do with Daphne? He didn't want to hurt her, couldn't bear to hurt her, actually, and yet he was doomed to do so simply by marrying her. He burned for her, ached for the day when he could lay her down and cover her body with his, slowly entering her until she moaned his name—

He was asleep, and probably still more than a little bit drunk, and she could do whatever she wanted with him.

Many a woman has been ruined by a single kiss." Excerpt From The Duke and I Julia Quinn This material may be protected by copyright.

thought he might like to strangle her. "Normally I should not be so bold," the woman went on, "but your

Verily, we know not what an evil it is to indulge ourselves, and to make an idol of our will.

Some days I do well and I eat really healthfully. But I don't think we should deprive ourselves of anything, so some days I indulge and give in to cravings.

I'm a big French fry girl. I try to avoid them, but sometimes you just need to indulge, so I go for it!

You can't really indulge in anything when you're wearing a unitard. No bread, no beer, no anything delicious.